–Logan–
I stretched out to reach her, but nope. The spot beside me was clean and tidy. Jane woke up earlier than expected.
I dragged myself to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, washed my face, threw on some clothes, and headed downstairs—only to witness Skyler with his sneaky little right hand inside Jane's white tank top, clearly trying to grab her nipples.
"Hey!" I barked, pointing at the mischievous baby. He got startled.
"Why are you shouting?" Jane frowned at me.
"Where is that hand going?" I glared at Sky, who only cooed, looking at me like the most innocent cherub on Earth.
I rushed to him and pried his little pervy hand away from Jane's boobs. Sky's lips wobbled, and he burst into tears. Jane kicked me. The brat quickly dove into Jane's neck and hugged her like the perfect victim.
"Yeah, whatever," I muttered. I reached up, lifted Jane's chin, and kissed her lips. "I'll have you later."
"No." she replied coldly, glaring.
